No one asked me to recite poems anymore, but as my life went on, some poems came to my mind at some point. I started to appreciate my grandpa and teachers’ effort to ask me to recite those poems, and I started to learn more ancient poems and stories behind them by my own.

When I climbed to the top of a mountain, Du Fu’s 会当凌绝顶，一览众山小 came to my mind.